Eylgar would like to impose upon the kindness of an adventurer.
Eylgar: You’re quite the compassionate adventurer, by the sound of it. Well far be it from me to look a gift chocobo in the mouth─I have need of a capable man like yourself.
Eylgar: We received a peddler at the gates the other day─an excitable Lalafell that was sweating and swearing that he had been attacked by large winged beasts. Yet other than hornets, I know of no flying creatures in this region.
Eylgar: If there’s any truth to what he said, it might prove problematic for other travelers. Follow the road south and see if you can find any evidence to support his claim.
Eylgar: And, should you find something, kindly tell Lothaire to patrol his area sometime instead of just standing beneath the spire and staring at the godsdamned road. In those words.
Lothaire: …A northern vulture? Two? And they were defending a nest!?
Lothaire: Well, I, uh…perhaps we could omit that last detail from any official reports. I would rather not give Eylgar any further cause to be cross.
Lothaire: Thank you for slaying the beasts. You may rest assured that I will not permit this to happen again.